Depression
Lost my path
Don’t know where I’m going
Navigating roadblocks
Stumbling through life
Hoping for someone else’s solutions
Told to carry on and be brave
I cry out and pretend everyday life
No one notices
I secretly smile as I make coffee
The curve of the cup is interesting
The kitchen counter lends support
The front door inviting
Sidewalks lead somewhere I don’t want to go
I can’t help but follow
The tree lined streets want to hold my hand
Branches intertwined with my thoughts
Scattered leaves like my emotions
Cover my body
I want to lie in peace
I don’t want to cry
Don’t speak anymore
Again, very insightful and a lot of feeling went into this poem.
ReplyDeleteyou are awesome....wish I were as creative with words as you are!! Keep it up!
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